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[I am still revising the article. If the plot is not coherent, you can read the previous chapters. Thank you.]

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Rong Qingyue readily agreed, and when Jiang Run wasn't paying attention he put his arm around her, and they sat at the table together.

She was petite and trapped between the man's legs. He only needed one hand to easily wrap his arm around her slender waist.

The refreshing scent of a man was overwhelming. Jiang Run used his special power, but Rong Qingyue did not let go.

"Be good."

"If you move your hands around my waist again, I'll kill you."

Rong Qingyue paused for a moment, then burst into laughter. His slightly hoarse voice was low and pleasant, "As you wish."

As expected, he stopped moving, sat upright, opened the complicated document, and made notes on the back with a red pen.

He had only seen Jiang Run's handwriting a few times, but he didn't expect that his imitation would be so similar.

He silently flipped through the pile of documents one by one, and told Jiang Run about the important ones.

About two hours later, the government affairs were completed.

The man leaned back and pressed his aching brow. Jiang Run stood up and looked down at him, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes burning, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Rong Qingyue's eyes darkened. He was surprised by Jiang Run's sharpness, and secretly wondered if he had revealed his emotions in any way.

However, he did not intend to let Jiang Run know about those troubles.

He raised his eyebrows, "Jiaojiao, you care about me?"

Jiang Run twitched his lips. This man would start a dyeing room if he was given a little color.

"I don't care about you. It's so late. I'm going to rest. Go back to where you came from."

Rong Qingyue stood up and approached Jiang Run. He leaned down, and the two of them took deep breaths, their heat spraying on each other's faces.

"Jiaojiao, you've done a good job, so you should give me some reward."

Jiang Run raised the corners of his lips, his eyes seductive, "You wish."

She slammed the door shut, and the next second, Rong Qingyue flashed behind Jiang Run.

"Jiaojiao..."

Jiang Run attacked without hesitation, and the sharp light illuminated the entire room.

Rong Qingyue only defended and did not fight back.

The two men fought for about ten minutes, then withdrew their hands in tacit understanding.

"Rong Qingyue, your strength has increased a lot, you have hidden it well enough."

Rong Qingyue reached out to help her tidy up her messy hair, and his low tone carried some different emotions, "Jiaojiao, you must be tired from fighting, let me give you a massage."

This time, Jiang Run did not refuse.

As she turned her back to Rong Qingyue, a cunning light flashed in her eyes.

The man's big hands were rough, and they rubbed against the soft skin, bringing waves of itchiness.

His palms were hot, and after kneading them several times, Jiang Run completely relaxed.

Faintly feeling his hand moving downward, Jiang Run said coldly, "I'm on my period."

The man stopped moving, and Jiang Run leaned on the pillow, trying to hold back his laughter until his whole body was shaking.

Rong Qingyue carefully placed his hand on Jiang Run's lower abdomen, his hot palm fitting against her soft and fragile belly.

Through a layer of clothes, the warmth gradually seeps inside.

"Go to sleep."

Rong Qingyue's voice was hoarse but with a hint of forbearance, and just as he said, he did not take any more action.

Jiang Run was still laughing, her body shaking. Rong Qingyue pinched her waist and said with a gnashing of teeth, "Stop laughing."

Jiang Run wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and prepared to go to bed. She wrapped herself in a thick quilt, and a steady stream of warmth came from behind her.

Jiang Run thought it would be difficult for her to fall asleep in such a situation, but two minutes later, she closed her eyes sleepily.

Her sleeping posture was not very good. After a while, she rolled into Rong Qingyue's arms, her little face pressed against his hot chest, her cheeks flushed.

A good night's sleep.

It was the next day when Jiang Run opened her eyes again. The quilt beside her was already cold. She turned over and got out of bed, stretching.

Rong Qingyue had already handled all the government affairs last night, so Jiang Run was free from all worries.

She copied Xiao Linxi's predictive ability, but had never used it.

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and used her supernatural powers. A strange feeling rose from her heart, and chaotic images unconsciously played in her mind.

Jiang Run silently recited in his heart and predicted the movements of Ji Wenshi in City C.

Then, the images in her mind jumped, and she saw the city, the crowd, and the sky full of supernatural lights.

In just ten seconds, the picture disappeared.

Jiang Run opened his eyes and recalled everything that had just happened.

Just now in the predicted scene, she saw a riot breaking out in City C.

The picture did not show the specific time. There was no snow on the roadside and the leaves of the trees in the community were dark green.

Based on these environmental details, Jiang Run speculated that the riot would occur three months later.

If the strengthening reagents in City C are used by people with special abilities, there is a risk of a special ability riot.

After calculating the time, two months later, those people with special abilities almost reached the critical value.

Therefore, it is reasonable for the desperate supernatural beings in City C to launch a riot.

Ji Wenshi caused the death of both her parents, and Geng colluded with the Japanese to cause this doomsday.

There are too many evil deeds to list, and Jiang Run will never let him go.

However, she had to admit that City C now had tens of thousands of people with special abilities, while Jiangcheng and the Southern Base had invested a large number of personnel in the port battle and suffered heavy losses.

In comparison, City C's military strength is the strongest among the bases.

She couldn't just take people over and kill Ji Wenshi.

At present, we can only launch an attack when the disadvantages of the strengthening reagents become apparent, a riot occurs, and the overall strength of City C is weakened.

During this period, Jiang Run can build the base well.

Jiang Run thought about it and asked someone to transmit a radio message to Ji Xun, informing him of the matter using the secret code they had discussed.

Soon, Ji Xun replied that the two sides agreed to take action three months later.

Jiang Run used his fire ability to burn the message clean, and she patted her clothes and stood up.

When they returned to their residence, Lin Yun and Zhu Ning had already packed everything.

"Miss, we are going outside the city to check on the harvest today. Please come with us."

Zhu Ning also wanted to stop by to see how Old Yang was doing.

The black sedan was equipped with anti-skid chains and drove south out of the city.

Through the car window, Jiang Run could occasionally see one or two nimble cats on the street.

The kitten was very cute and was announced to be the city lord's pet, so no one dared to hurt it.

On the contrary, many people feed cats with their own food, and some people worry that cats are cold, so they put sweaters on them...

In just two days, the cat seemed to be living a very comfortable life.

Seeing Jiang Run's eyes fall on the cat, Zhu Ning seemed to remember something, "Oh, by the way, that little orange came to me yesterday and seemed to have something to say, but I couldn't understand."

"Miss, when you have time, ask Cat Boss to come and translate for you."

Jiang Run nodded, "Okay, we'll go when we get back to the city."

……

About half an hour later, the black car drove out of the city. Outside were all planting areas and countless greenhouses.

Jiang Run got off the car and saw a vast view in front of him.

Knowing that they were coming, the Minister of Agriculture came to receive them personally, "City Lord and Deputy City Lord, I will show you around right away."

The snow in the fields had been cleared and the paths were wet and a little muddy.

Jiang Run's beautiful shoes were soon dirty.

She stopped and looked down, frowning.

The Minister of Agriculture's heart skipped a beat. Oh no, he forgot to lay a blanket on the road.

The road is so bad and dirty, what should City Lord Jiang do if he can't stand it and gets angry? !

The middle-aged man apologized, "City Lord, I'll ask someone to get a blanket right away..."

A clear female voice interrupted his speech.

"The road is so bad, how do you transport goods normally?"